Method Man, Hanz On , Carlton Fisk, Streetlife - Another Winter lyrics

Quick to pop off let a couple shots off
Leave ‘em bleeding out with his
Shoes & his socks off

War dancing i ain’t trying to
Make it rain though
You slow gassing i’ll leave you
Brain on your Durango
First classmen, old school with the Kangol
Thug passion, that pussy juice like a mango
Hulk smashing, make it jump like everlasting
God body Ramadan, 30 day fasting
Six two brown skin fellow
With the Caesar fade
360 waves, side burns with a little graze
I remain relevant I’m a raw element
High street intelligent product
Of my tenement
Son of Anarchy, smoking that Bob Marley
La la la be killing these niggas slowly
Wake up, smell the coffee
Sleep on the street is costly
Pay attention to the warning signs
Don’t cross me
Give ‘em hypertention that niggas
Is getting salty
I’m quick to pop off back the fuck up off me

Carlton Fisk banana clip silver back gorilla
Mr streetlife show you what that heat like

Hanz on yo we handle them Berettas PLO
Yo it's forever
Bout to show em what it be’s like

Method man, turn a dollar to a million
Killa bees we in the building
Making sure the children eat right eat right
In the building make sure
The babies eat right

In the building make sure
The babies eat right

Black scenery white chalk yellow tape
Carlo got a bullet proof wallet
Bitch in every state
Light that smoke that animals ferocious
Dealing with the boss mentality really focus
Tailor made linen & loafers, louie emblems
Problems on the street my
Lieutenant quickly attending them
Carlito ways, brown bag money
In the book of life you can’t
Get stuck to one page
All in together now, chinchilla bullet proof
Hoodies for any sign of winter war weather
And daddy gonna get that cash so clever
And Meth push the button my
Hands all on the trigger
And they thought I rot in jail
Like go figure if I laid down dead in the
Street you going too nigga
And this is raw kicking out your
Door start to scream out loud
Carlton Fisk back for more

Carlton Fisk banana clip silver back gorilla
Mr streetlife show you what that heat like

Hanz on yo we handle them Berettas PLO
Yo it's forever
Bout to show em what it be’s like

Method man, turn a dollar to a million
Killa bees we in the building
Making sure the children eat right eat right

In the building make sure
The babies eat right

Now whoever read me wrong
Can start by reading my palm
Make me catch a flashback of
My father beating my mom kiss the ring
(hashtag) ain’t easy being a don
So I gotta carry the heat
Ain't easy being LeBron
This is past rap, but I ain’t pass the baton
Tell them rappers bypass it or
Get to passing it on
I won’t take it passed that
Even if I pass it I’m gone
Better yet, scratch that
Ya’ll don’t get a pass then it’s on
We Hanz On, everybody watchin the Don
Got their eyes on the kid when
They should be watchin their own
Telling lies on the kid
They said he’s not in a zone
Said he never reach the top
But that ain’t stop him from going
They already on
So hungry his ribs are showin
The money is getting low
The bum niggas is on 55 Bowen
These hungry adolescents is grown
When they get the Smith &
Wesson they adolescence is gone

Carlton Fisk banana clip silver back gorilla
Mr streetlife show you what that heat like

Hanz on yo we handle them Berettas PLO
Yo it's forever
Bout to show em what it be’s like

Method man, turn a dollar to a million
Killa bees we in the building
Making sure the children eat right eat right
In the building make sure
The babies eat right

In the building make sure
The babies eat right